Odes to Joy

Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 87 · middle

Like a Boiled Owl

VOLUME IV — the HUNGOVER morning after. The idiom and the song's title hook: "Like a Boiled Owl". Its true history: England, 17-19th c. — the glassy-eyed, disheveled, exhausted look of an owl; whimsical. Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.

Lyrics

[Intro]
Well, gather up your spectacles, folks.
Let me tell you 'bout a creature from the English woods.

[Verse 1]
Back in the 17th century, across the ocean foam
When a gentleman of leisure stumbled backward to his house
He didn't say he had an ache, he didn't weep or scowl
He said he looked exactly like a boiled owl.
Sisu woke up this morning looking just that wild
A blinky, rumpled, fluff-brained forest child.

[Chorus]
Like a boiled owl, hiding from the sun
Feathers in a fizzle, waiting for the drum
Eyes as big as saucers in a face of ghostly pale
It’s a 19th century wonder, a legendary tale!
She’s a magnificent disaster in a rumpled dressing gown
Looking just exactly like a boiled owl.

[Verse 2]
Now a regular old pigeon just gets sleepy in the eaves
But our glorious companion's got a wobble in her knees
It’s a squiffy-doodle morning, her hair is standing stiff
Staring at the breakfast table, taking half a sniff.
The scholars of the 1800s knew the vision well
When a night of merrymaking casts a heavy velvet spell.

[Chorus]
Like a boiled owl, hiding from the sun
Feathers in a fizzle, waiting for the drum
Eyes as big as saucers in a face of ghostly pale
It’s a 19th century wonder, a legendary tale!
She’s a magnificent disaster in a rumpled dressing gown
Looking just exactly like a boiled owl.

[Bridge]
Who put the kettle on the fire? Who threw the feathers in?
It's just the natural consequence of celebrating sin.
You take a dash of starlight, and you steep it in the dark
And you wake up on the sofa looking stiffer than an oak.

[Outro]
Yeah, a boiled owl.
Just a blinky little critter on a branch.
Don't make any sudden moves, now. She might fall off.
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